Those Crazy Pole Beans

This is a mostly true story! A few years ago in central Arkansas I planted a garden among rich fertile soil Followed seed packet directions as though written by law Believing better results came from sweat and toil Tomatoes and peppers and something called pole beans Potatoes and onions, colors of corn, I've never seen Always ended up with mud on the knees of my jeans Slowly through the dark earth peeked petals of green Weeks later everything looked just as though I thought it should And I hoped everything would taste just as good But those pole beans kept growing like you've never seen And started making lovely huge beans of green I had to build a fence to hold them up Every day they grew another foot taller before sunup The only way I could pick them was from the top of my ladder I tell ya', no red head from Ireland has ever been madder! *note...I am part Irish with red tints in my hair..no insults intended.... ©Donna Jones